I think my necklace fell in the lake. My daddy got it for me, and he's gonna be mad now.

As the wind on the plains, you are always welcome here.

You seem like the type that just wants a fight. If you're interested, the Horde needs more troops.

The Vindicaar awaits its next voyage. As do I.

Hey there, adventurer! Wherever you want to go, I can help you get there! Time works in mysterious ways, but you don't look like a stranger to mystery.

Arbor Glen is in trouble. We had better go see if we can help.

The researchers here at Arkaat Outpost have been gathering pieces of our ancestors' original wreckage.

Please, sit and make yourself comfortable.

Greetings.

Welcome to the Crossroads, druid. My name is Thork--I lead the defenses here in the name of the Warchief. Please, feel free to make yourself at home. As long as you mind your business, no one should have any problem with you taking up some space. There are many threats to our safety here. If you've already become familiar with the lay of the land, speak to the others here--perhaps they have tasks for you to do.

The times we live in are as fickle as the shifting winds, druid. The ground itself quakes and cries out in anguish. We must remain resolute or we ourselves will be engulfed by the turmoil.

Light be with you.

Your will is not strong enough to manipulate the forces we control druid.

For too long we have ignored the secrets of the Arcane. Sadly, they will remain a secret to you.

I will say, the Forsaken have... strange taste when it comes to brew. I get the feeling they're not exactly preparing it for friends, though.

Are you sure you want to buy th'gear I've got for sale? Crunchpaw has th' best stuff these days. B'tween the two of us, I heard she didn't get her nickname from fightin' the Horde. Don't tell her I said that. Actually, I'd prefer y'din't even mention that we spoke. I'm not on her good side right now.

I sell designs for the techniques used to harness the power of Draenor's crystals. If you are skilled enough, you may benefit greatly from this knowledge.

A model with skill such as mine does not come without dedication. I have spent a lifetime perfecting my signature poses.

Always carry with you what it means to be pledged to the Light.

Greetings, druid. I can assist you in recovering lost companions.

My wind riders are trained to fly quickly through the hot Barrens air.

I'm more than happy to help the Alliance find new allies. My first steps into Stormwind were quite daunting, but now I consider it a home.

It is good to rest once in a while. Especially after a profitable venture!

In my days with the rangari, I have learned many nuances of skinning the varied beasts of Draenor. Now that I am in Stormshield, however, I find it is much more enjoyable to pass these teachings onto others, than to toil in the fields with the skinning knife. Wouldn't you agree?

I suppse you are wondering what I am doing here. Suffice it to say that I have been given a new prime directive. Apparently standing watch over the Conservatory was not an efficient use of my time. <Sigh> Tenure no longer means what it once did. Do you require something? As you can see, I am quite busy.

New shipments of outfits, weapons and creatures come in every month. I make sure our displays always look their best.

Greetings! If you are here to access goblin engineering schemata, please know we only interface with certified goblin engineers.

Try to ignore the firm, feathery behinds of the harpies... the creatures are really quite deadly!

What? You want something?

Hello! Frederick's Fabulous Furniture, Pawdo speaking.

You'd better not be causing trouble, adventurer!

Thrall paid me and my boys well for helping out with the construction of Orgrimmar, so I decided to set up a port here. We do most of our business through Booty Bay and Baron Revilgaz.

We grunts were ordered to charge once more - into a wall of pikes - I could not do it, druid. My weapon slid from my hands and my legs did not move. I am dishonored.

My commander was butchered before my eyes - my brothers dead all around me - I could not fight on. I am so ashamed, druid. I did not avenge them.

No orc should ever flee from battle as I did. Leave me to my disgrace. Would that I would die in this tower, but I dread learning what my ancestors think of my cowardice.

We are blessed to live in Harandar, and we treat that as a responsibility. The roots of World Trees wind through these lands, and we must tend to them to make sure that they continue to thrive. I am Cyenna, Charge Nurse of Nordrassil. It is a responsibility I take very seriously.

What do you seek, priest?

Are you here to train in Archaeology?

The threats that lay siege to Eversong and Zul'Aman's borders are relentless, adventurer, but we are no strangers to dealing with these attacks. Be it forces of the Void, marauding ethereals, or the Twilight's Blade, we will be ready.

It is a great honor to represent Harandar in this grand city.

Young... I was the oldest Explorer-In-Training at the basecamp! Plus I had been starting to work with Rae'ana studying artifacts. She agreed to take me on as an apprentice. I have never been to a city like Silvermoon. It is so grand! We got to visit Valdrakken once, but there are so many more people here.

The forces of the Void and the Hal'hadar are relentless in their onslaught. We must remain vigilant and ready.

<Mayven narrows her eyes at you for a moment before she gestures to the void magic circling around her hand.> Since you're so curious... I'm studying the dark particles left behind by these new threats. Why you may ask? Most types of magic leave behind a faint residue that can be used to determine the type of magic or in some cases, the reagents and fuel source used to power the spell. In this case, we are trying to unravel these particles to learn more about these threats and maybe find a way to counter their next move.

The Ranger Captain acknowledges that my experience in relic study will be invaluable against the host of threats in the days ahead. Before this, I was cataloging relics for the Dragonscale Expedition. When our camp heard of the attack on the Sunwell, I joined those who raced to return home to Silvermoon. I have not forgotten when the people of Quel'Thalas rallied to defend Suramar years ago. I will help in any way I can.

These machines are fantastic! How could they operate with no anomalies or chance of failure? Oh, excuse me. Did you need something?

I hope you're not wasting my time, human.

How many times must I repeat myself... De factions attacking your perfect elf allies are also attacking us in Zul'Aman. A few of you have proven worthy fighters and honorable enough we hope to work together to combat de new threats. Does dat satisfy your inquiry?

Greetings, human.

Of course we should but at what cost? There must be a way to both preserve what is ours and defeat the enemies at our doorstep. We can do both, despite what Lady Darkglen thinks. Her obsession with dark powers has shattered her once-delicate approach to such things.

Welcome to my Inn, weary traveler. What can I do for you?